Floor کے بول

Two hands On the back wall Were going through your mind From the first floor Through the open doors Tell us what you find Dirty pictures Holy water And a hole in my eye Some of you are with me Some of you are gone And others Hiding Waiting to find a way out Out of here I can feel him fall me I can feel him fall on me I am trembling What is happening to me White wash this memory Weve been trying to get back but were so far in Hush now all of these thoughts are obscene This is such a mess I know that theres something more Something tells me this is over Now open these doors We were so far in Hanging from the walls Sliding down down down To the floor And I can see those Your free